Agreed. It’s not only the fact that his car was abused this way without his permission, but that when the owner provided clear evidence of wrongdoing, they blew smoke up his ass about “I don’t need to see more” (like they accept responsibility), but then ghosted the owner about any sort of action to remedy the…

Imagine putting your car in for service over Memorial Day weekend, calling an Uber on that Monday for a trip in town, and the driver pulls up in your own car.

One of the dealership employees might even deliver your food...in your car. Cuz moonlighting 

I’d be pretty fucking livid if this was my car.

I would have it taken up to corporate and have his car ready for free clutch replacement in the future at dealership of his choice.

Don’t use other people’s stuff without permission. 

Dealers actually get smart with dashcams. They actually look for them and disconnect. When I confronted dealer about it, they claimed that they wanted to prevent battery drain / interference with diagnostics.

> It’s too bad that this poignant scene happens in the midst of a collection of tired stereotypes of gamers

I’m pretty sure the fatness was a byproduct of his crippling alcoholism

When I first started showing signs of depression, that is exactly what happened to me. When my mental health started going down the drain, so did my attempts to keep myself at least somewhat decent. Slowly, but surely, I put on a lot of weight, stopped caring about my physical appearance, stopped being clean, and…

I mean, I’m depressed at the moment, and my work has been upsetting me such that I’ve basically been stress eating for a year solid.  I’ve gained at least 30 pounds, and that’s a byproduct of my depression and laziness.

Some black dude sitting next to me lost it when T’Challa and the Dora Milaje came in through the portal. He yelled ‘LET’S GO!’ loud as fuck. So great.

The part of Cap picking up Mjolnir that I loved most was that it paid off the party scene from Age of Ultron when he budged it, and Thor had a concerned/knowing look on his face.

If there’s one real gripe I have about this movie, it’s with how they misused Captain Marvel.  They’ve essentially turned her into a flying Deus Ex Machina that’s nearly invincible when she’s needed to further the plot, but reduced to semi-mortal because they also need to make sure she doesn’t turn into a Mary Sue. …

The only problem with “Avengers Assemble” is what’s always wrong with it: they’re already assembled! But for some reason it’s never “Avengers, Attack!”

Picture a theater of almost 200 people answering all of T’Chala’s war chants. The room exploding when Captain America picked up the hammer for the first time.  That is how I describe what I saw last night. It was more than a movie it was an experience.  It was something I can talk about for years to come.  It is…

I’m about to leave for a month of travel in Africa, and since I want to actually be able to use the internet while I’m there, I hauled my ass to an 8 am showing this morning. Maybe it’s just the endorphins, but I really enjoyed it. Some random thoughts:

Weird.  My audience cheer/laughed hugely.

I need to understand how the Social Security Administration will calculate the snapped’s age. Bureaucratic logistics matter now more than ever.

So everyone brought back is 5 years younger than the Leftovers? Did half of Peter Parker’s high school class already or nearly finish college, and he’s still a junior?